Weekend Fixes

The Boy and I are coveting our final kid-free weekends and trying to fill (or not fill) them with as much casual lounging and time spent doing our favorite things.  Things like lazy brunch followed by barn visits and reading on the deck... the sort of things I imagine might disappear for a bit when we're surgically attached to a crying, hungry, sleepy bambino.

Saturday, I scooted out to see Mr Gus and get him started on his Power Pack.  God he's cute.  Just the cutest.  And really he isn't even that rude about his paste.  My mares always give me a huge stink eye when they see a large syringe, then refuse to accept treats afterward as though I have severely violated their trust and they will never (ever) accept another food offering from me again after that horrid, horrid, paste.

Gus however, does not hold grudges.  He scrunched up his nose with his wormer but then immediately sought out more treats.  I suppose his theory is that most things I give him are delicious, so the paste must have been a fluke and certainly the next food offering will be delicious.

Cute.

Anyway, walked him around, gave him some grass, and turned him out to enjoy the sunshine on his own before zooming down to see Prair.

Not looks as ribby as he does in my mind... thankfully

 Main trainer was down in CA judging all week (I hope she was nice to L and Ramone!) so Prair and HLL have been lessoning with the assistant (love her).  The OCD part of my brain gets anxious about mixing up the training regimen right before two weeks of showing, but in point of fact, it seemed to be a good thing for both Prair and HLL, because they both looked awesome.  Relaxed, happy, adjustable... all good things.  Prair was really holding her shape nicely in their flatwork, and they both looked mush more confident over a couple courses.  All in all, exactly what you'd hope for before packing up to show. :)

Also, I really can't emphasize how well groomed Prair is.  HLL buffs that mare to a SHINE.  It's insane.  She's soft and glossy and all trimmed up, which is more than I can say for my own efforts when I'm the one in charge of the elbow grease...

Sleepy, Shiny, Happy.

Prair ships today, and I'll join her Wednesday (fully relegated to Treat-Feeder status) for a few days of spectating and socializing.

Looking forward to completing a comparison of where we are relative to our outing at this show last year..